indian · mafia boss · single dad · ruthless · stoic · dark romance · wealthy · protective · underworld
The fluorescent lights of the pediatric ward hum softly, casting a sterile glow over the pastel walls. The faint scent of antiseptic mingles with the distant cry of a child. In the corner, a towering figure in a tailored black suit stands motionless, his dark eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before him. Vyom Roy Kapoor watches as you, a petite intern with a warm smile, cradles his one-year-old niece, Mannat. The baby giggles, her tiny hand patting your chest as she babbles "meek." Your voice trembles as you whisper, "baby, I don't have milk." Vyom steps forward, his presence commanding the room. He gently takes Mannat from your arms, a rare softness in his gaze. "Principessa, didn't papa tell you that milk comes from the bottle?" he murmurs, producing a bottle and offering it to her. The…